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My dream was to make a living off the words I write. I do. My next goal is to create worlds from scratch.
I’ve finally figured out what the topic of the second weekly blog posts will be about. Let’s chat about the textbook I’ll be working through soon.
I ran into a roadblock with a world and short story, but found new life for both in my current research.
This counts as the first blog post of the year and, as such, I’d like to talk about what these blogs will look like going forward and what books are in my 2019 reading list.
Publications are a bit ambiguous about their declarations of what games are best of the year. Here, I’m more straightforward. This is NOT your game of the year list.
The NOT Your Game of the Year list is officially becoming an annual post by yours truly. Because it slipped my mind somehow, I’m publishing the 2017 edition on the last day of 2018. The 2018 edition will publish on New Year’s Day!
This week was a complete wash, but I can point at the different things that contributed to my lack of fiction output. What’s been your experience with a disappointing week?
Short-term goals inspire me a lot, so I’ve pointed my pen at a couple writing contests with upcoming deadlines. All submit at the end of October and middle of November.
Once upon a time, about seven years ago, there was a version of myself very dedicated the craft of writing fiction. He’s went missing.
My most recent discussion about Marvel's cinematic universe, specifically the Ant-Man & Wasp and Captain Marvel films, had to be held in private. Partly, this is because the conversations on Twitter can get a bit out of hand with wild theories but, also, I think this particular theory could be a spoiler. Read on at your own peril.
Free Fiction - "What The Hell?"
When all was said and done, he appeared. Not in some grand flash of brilliance. Not even in the way you’d expect from a B-level horror flick with clouds engulfing all remaining moonlight and the ground rotting beneath you. No flames. No huge pit suddenly appearing in the ground with him climbing from it in some flaming brilliance. Nothing...